This is my pride and joy, this stands head and shoulders with my birth certificate and the deeds of my house. This is the first trophy for match fishing yours truly had won. 2nd place in the canal cup for Bridgwater juniors. One overcast day way way back in September 1977 armed with a 6 foot spinning rod, a black prince reel, 6 lb line, a under shot 3 swan antenna float, with size 10 hook and some grubby old maggots managed to catch a 1 lb 8 oz bream who was probably out all night in the reed beds getting stoned. The venue for this minor triumph was the Bridgwater and Taunton canal at North Newton. This was the place last Thursday the 8th October that me and a very good friend of mine John Hughes decided to fish. John as many of you will realise used to hang around behind the counter of Somerset Angling.
Gear unpacked from the car of we both trundled to the waters edge. Well that was the plan. To find the waters edge took longer than expected. We were both greeted by a water suffering from decline. A decline from what was a great little venue. This once was a flag ship water a place deemed worthy enough for the young budding fishing tribe from our street to attach one’s rod to the cross bar of one’s bike and to burden one’s back with wicker basket and cycle the 4 or so miles in convey to the water of plenty.
An affluence of swims welcomed the angler a water with upkeep attached. Many a fishing has taken place on its banks many a tale has been created by pleasure and match angler alike. But that as they say is history and now with the advent of modern thinking of the powers to be. The thoughts of the higher eschelons of who from their sanitized world make the rules and bow to hard line environmentalist who limited ideas reach as far as sod the angler and let every thing be turned over to nature. This stretch is now in a very dilapidated state of existence an item of neglect. It can’t even be called attractive to one eyes. Don’t these people with curtailed intellect realize that angling and nature can exist in an harmonized state. I think not. But life it seems goes on.
Anyhow with a little bit of a reconnaissance we managed to find 2 places to fish and to chill out .
We were joined later by a dear old friend that of on certain Roger Goodenough. Roger as they say is the angling equivalent of old school and who fishing style is no holds barred. His plan of attack today to lure any type of specimen was a size 8 hook single lob worm 8lb line straight through and his trusty centre pin reel. ( see what I mean no holds barred). Your may scratch your head at this unrefined approach but believe me Roger whose fishing haunts includes the remote abodes of the King Sedgemoor Drain and his favourite venue the small basin of the Bridgwater docks has had his fair share of whoopers.
When venue expert Rob Dodd tells you that the pond is of and just under 3 lb won the silvers in the last match In Robs own words “the lake has just switched off” you know that it’s going to be tough and boy was he right.
1st on the day fishing from corner peg number 20 was none other than maestro Paul Smith. Mr Smith fished straight out in front of him at 13 meters with worm and maggots for a reasonable haul (considering conditions) of 37 lb 06 oz.
2nd with a Carp only catch was Carp expert Eric Searle who fished feeder and pellet from peg 11, he managed to put on the scales 35 lb 04 oz.
3rd was Rob Dodd who only fished the pole. Fishing at 11 meters with double red maggot over ground bait managed a catch of 23 lb 03 oz from peg 9
Bob Pascoe occupied 4th spot from peg 6 with a catch of 17 lb 11 oz this reasonable weight was achieved by fishing top five with maggot.
5th placed from peg 12 was veteran fag smoker Alan Bland who accumulated an acceptable weight of 14 lb 02 oz all done on pole and maggot.
Using meat and pole and getting out of jail with a carp of 7 lb 08 oz was Dave Gartenfeld on peg 14 with 6th place, he did not have his first bite until well over 2 hours in to the match his total for the day was 11 lb 09 oz.
In 7th was veteran Phil Dodd who on the micro feeder obtained 11 lb 03 oz the bait was maggot and the peg was number 8.
Yours truly occupied 8th position this was mission accomplished as after the disaster of the last match, I did not want the bloody wooden spoon again. On peg 10 I achieved a weight of 6 lb 11 oz. I had a small Carp on feeder with corn but the bulk of the fish was caught on pole and maggot at 11 meters. (not last Yea).
9th was NHS hero Dave Colley who on peg 15 managed to scrape together a weight of 4 lb 09 oz all on short pole and maggot. Dave did have a nice Perch about a pound.
10th placed was Slivers basher Dave Nash who struggled throughout, Dave fished 2 and 1/2 meters with maggot for a weight of 3 lb 15 oz. For Dave, just to get this conditions must of been bad.
Alan Jenkins did not have a bite through out the match but gave a stiff upper lip and persevered until the bitter end. Good on yer mate for sticking it out.
Ian townsend was in the same boat and did not have a bite but packed up 30 minutes before the match hence mate you get the Abingdon Town FC award (see post Watchet Angling Club Winter League Match 5 11/01/2020)
The dates for the one of matches for the winter has now been confined and the list is shown below.
On the next blog I will publish the whereabouts and how to get to middle bridge on the Cripps river for people who not familiar with the place.
The next match is at Sumerhayes on Longs on october 24th.
Until then tight lines and don’t forget to shower or bath. ( I didn’t come last Yea).